Institutions

Institutions divide ourselves in spaces where we don’t recognize our individuality anymore for the sake of the whole. When all doors are shut nothing remains but ashes of a failed barbecue.

Ashes evaporate in the sky like our words do with the silhouette of a beautiful woman.

Don’t smoke my friend, talk instead, talk till you reach the limits of imagination and the words free yourself from pain and sorrow.

Loneliness and peace go hand in hand in a moment of undistracted passion where our creations stand still as like waiting for something which will not come.

Naivete, comfort, and laziness are the source of all vices.

Being suspicious is a necessarily evil in a world which is hostile to the utmost extent.

Division and classification is the perpetuation of bureaucratic thinking to oppress our bodies and soul into mindless slavery.

Don’t break, my friend, don’t break, we’ll come out of this dilemma like we did before, we’ll escape from this trap without anybody noticing our presence.